I've been saying that I'm away for two weeks, but I never told you where... I am in fact employed by the Swedish Church to play BrikWars with schoolchildren at their Harry Potter Experience in Borlänge! It's basically an event where kids (10-11 years) can come and do various Potterish things, like learn magic, meet Dementors, predict the future, play Quidditch... and play Harry Potter-themed BrikWars.

I will be doing this until Saturday, and you'll get to see the most epic moments from every day.

First some pics of the armies involved.

The good guys.

The bad guys.

The Dursleys.

Centaurs.

The British Army.

Crazed Scots.

Overview.

Day 1 - Wednesday

The Dursleys getting massacred by soldiers.

Carnage.

One girl played in one of the 3-fig army battles and then came back to have an epic 9 vs 9 war. This is my army...

...and hers, with centaur cavalry. She added the flames and vermin for coolness; only her second battle and already a true BrikWarrior.

Epic carnage. Both our Heroes died on the first turn, funnily enough; in all the other games the Heroes were nigh indestructible.

To be continued...

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This is just great, I must add. The kids love BrikWars. One boy came up to me at the end of his visit and said that his BrikWar had been the best thing at the whole event. Awww.

Remus: Harry... I'm a werewolf.
Harry: Are you fucking serious?
Remus: Well yes, but I don't see how that applies here.

What inspired the inclusion of Crazed Scots, the Dursleys (freaking brilliant with the vacuum, by the way, gotta try that), and the Army? The Scots especially are just plain random! And thanks for reminding me of that centaur technique, I had totally forgotten about that simple build! And eat to see you actually have a box for just blood, fire, and snakes/spiders stuff. Epic.

The Dursleys are in the Potterverse, so they should be obvious? The rationale for the British Army is that they are tired of all damn wizards and are going in to clean up. And then the Scots (Hogwarts is implied to be in Scotland) get angry because the English are invading.

Remus: Harry... I'm a werewolf.
Harry: Are you fucking serious?
Remus: Well yes, but I don't see how that applies here.

This was the final day. Previously there had been schoolclasses visiting, this day was a free for all. Making it more intense than the other days. Ever tried playing BrikWars for almost six hours, almost straight? And constantly explaining the game? Well it was worth it, when you see the kids smile as the figs die and the blood bricks get scattered.

Ron and Hagrid saved the day.

Dudley is killed for his chicken leg.

Trying to resurrect the general, Harry accidentally zombiefies him.

Ron rekills him.

Harry then zombiefies him again.

And Ron kills him again.

Harry makes him a zombie once more.

Hagrid puts him back to rest.

Circle of Death.

Centaur being badass.

The Dursleys standing victorious.

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And that's the end of that. It was great. Made even greater by the fact that I got paid to play BrikWars, and the promise of a Swedish national BrikWars championship...

Remus: Harry... I'm a werewolf.
Harry: Are you fucking serious?
Remus: Well yes, but I don't see how that applies here.